He he, yeah that's that shit right Is this that shit that a nigga just It remind me of, matter of fact tell y'all I wasn't gonna share this but I'll share it this out
I slid up in a party some suckers was at Out of bounds, slipping, fucking with this rat My homeboy told me that the bitch wasn't But I didn't give a fuck 'cuz this a Crip The first young with a baseball cap to hit a nigga up until he seen how we strut I'm like "Nigga, take two back" Now lower your voice you get pimp slapped
I know you me on your MTV raps Way back in the when I was with Fab' Five Freddy I told you then, I you now, boy I stay ready Don't sweat it, we'll get him and met him Talk for a minute then deal with him Hail Mary, call Makavelli to come and your ass 'Cuz put my Chucks up in it so quick and so fast
You use act-right like LaBetty And let you know I'm the king of this motherfucking city Like Frank White, Nino Brown, Gotti, Tony Soprano Joey and the great Tony Montana All of 'em mixed in one fixed to done I playing it six-to-one This is fun, my guns, counting my funds And walking on you bitch that run I'm from
213, the gangsta 21 motherfucking 3 All we do is the shit shit, biatch 213 the gangsta Haha and you it, nigga up All we do is the gangsta know what's happening
I 'em up, I bang bang Or we can duke 'em up but you you can't hang Still from the beach, A G thang 213 in the house and you how we came We came to party homie, so up up in the club, y'all don't have a body
I guns, you bust guns Difference is my probably touch the sun Want Come and get it On marks, get set, blah! That's with it
They won't stop, get it, you don't get it It don't stop, still don't bitches My G-niggaz, holler if ya me (Gangstas!) Speak it and clearly If you feel me raise your (East Side, Beach) Blaze it up and we
213 the gangsta 21 motherfucking 3 All we do is the shit shit, biatch 213 the clicc and you know it, nigga up All we do is the gangsta know what's happening
You can call me Lil' Crazy motherfucker plus I'm C-Notes His on the trigger but it way too slow You see me coming so we missing his dome 213 and we
You can call me King Cole Smooth motherfucker when it come to hos All damn dimes up in area codes Gangsta shit, yep and all the hos When they go rolling in the stretch We gon' get it girl now or later She said she wanted to so I played her Made a promise to pay, but never her It ain't that a
just she's a goddamn ho And all of my know knowin' since '94 Wherever we go, she go
213 the clicc 21 motherfucking 3 All we do is the shit Gangsta shit, 213 the gangsta Haha and you it, nigga up All we do is the gangsta know what's happening